I lay in the rain.  Broken.  I cry out to him.  He doesn't answer.  He will never answer.  Never again will I hear his voice.  Because of me.  It's all my fault.  As tears run down my face, i say over and over agian how much I loved him.  He will never hear.  He will never see, how much I love him.  He is gone.  Because of me.

 

Ch. 1

 

      The sun rises in the orange sky, as I lay next to him.  He wraps his arms around me as I scoot closer.  Jay, my guy, lays next to me as we watch the sun rise, and the colors of  the sky change as the stars slowly dissapear until tonight.  He lays his head on mine and I snuggle under his chin.  I love him.  He loves me. 

      Last night, he took me to the top of pride rock and showed me the most amaizing thing I have ever seen.  It seemed as if all the stars in the sky were falling down.  Streaking through the sky.  It was beautiful.  As the night became cold, he kept me warm and held me so tight, no army of outlanders could ever pull me away from his grasp.

      I was kidnapped when I was a year old, and he came out of nowhere and saved me.  Only 6 months older than me, he fought off five other lions and took me home.  My father let him stay, and we were friends for a while.  That was a year ago.  It was only recently, we realized how much we loved each other. 

      He has told me many things on how much he loves me.  But last night's has been on my mind.  You have no idea how far I would go for you.  Indeed I don't.  I know we love each other, but I don't know how much.  I wish I could somehow show him how much I love him. 

      We wake up and watch the sunrise then go down pride rock and to the waterhole to get a drink.  The land is just waking up and a herd of antalope stand a little bit away on the other side of the waterhole.  Me and Jay laugh as the baby antalopes get up and run around their parents in the cool morning air.  I lean down to get a drink, and find myself falling face first into the water.

      I stick my head out of the water and glare at him.  He laughs, so I glare.  He keeps laughing so I glare more.  Then I get out and when he's leaning over with laughter, I lean down and wisper in his ear, "You think that was funny?  How bout this."  I push him into the water.  He never sees it coming. 

      He comes up, his mane in one of his eyes and he opens the other one and winks at me.  "Come on in.  It's fun."

     I consider it.  Then back up, run, jump, and land on him.  We laugh and play around in the waterhole all morning.  Then we lay out on the savanah to dry.  I fall asleep in the sun and wake up on his back walking home.  I snuggle into his mane and he turns his head to smile at me. 

     He has this really light streak in his mane.  Right at the front.  It's really cool.  It totally contrasts with the dark color of his body and the rest of his mane.  I'm always messing with it and pushing it out of his eyes.  That's what I was doing then.

     On our way home, I was sure I saw something in the distance, I was sure someone was watchin us, and I was sure it was a lion.  But Jay didn't seem to notice, and I knew I was safe with him, so I forgot about it.  We helped out at pride rock for the rest of the day watching the cubs.

    I love hear his voice.  Because of me.  It's all my fault.  As tears run down my face, i say over and over agian how much I loved him.  He will never hear.  He will never see, how much I love him.  He is gone.  Because of me.

 

Ch. 1

 

      The sun rises in the orange sky, as I lay next to him.  He wraps his arms around me as I scoot closer.  Jay, my guy, lays next to me as we watch the sun rise, and the colors of  the sky change as the stars slowly dissapear until tonight.  He lays his head on mine and I snuggle under his chin.  I love him.  He loves me. 

      Last night, he took me to the top of pride rock and showed me the most amaizing thing I have ever seen.  It seemed as if all the stars in the sky were falling down.  Streaking through the sky.  It was beautiful.  As the night became cold, he kept me warm and held me so tight, no army of outlanders could ever pull me away from his grasp.

      I was kidnapped when I was a year old, and he came out of nowhere and saved me.  Only 6 months older than me, he fought off five other lions and took me home.  My father let him stay, and we were friends for a while.  That was a year ago.  It was only recently, we realized how much we loved each other. 

      He has told me many things on how much he loves me.  But last night's has been on my mind.  You have no idea how far I would go for you.  Indeed I don't.  I know we love each other, but I don't know how much.  I wish I could somehow show him how much I love him. 

      We wake up and watch the sunrise then go down pride rock and to the waterhole to get a drink.  The land is just waking up and a herd of antalope stand a little bit away on the other side of the waterhole.  Me and Jay laugh as the baby antalopes get up and run around their parents in the cool morning air.  I lean down to get a drink, and find myself falling face first into the water.

      I stick my head out of the water and glare at him.  He laughs, so I glare.  He keeps laughing so I glare more.  Then I get out and when he's leaning over with laughter, I lean down and wisper in his ear, "You think that was funny?  How bout this."  I push him into the water.  He never sees it coming. 

      He comes up, his mane in one of his eyes and he opens the other one and winks at me.  "Come on in.  It's fun."

     I consider it.  Then back up, run, jump, and land on him.  We laugh and play around in the waterhole all morning.  Then we lay out on the savanah to dry.  I fall asleep in the sun and wake up on his back walking home.  I snuggle into his mane and he turns his head to smile at me. 

     He has this really light streak in his mane.  Right at the front.  It's really cool.  It totally contrasts with the dark color of his body and the rest of his mane.  I'm always messing with it and pushing it out of his eyes.  That's what I was doing then.

to watch Jay with the cubs.  He tells them jokes and plays with them while the lionesses are out hunting.  He loves cubs, and would make a good father someday.  But right now, he's happy playing with these cubs, and teaching them his "awesome" hunting skills.  Or so he calls them.

    Before I go to sleep that night, Jay comes up to me.  "So how was your day today?"

    "It was ok," I answer.  "But I had to hang out with the most obnoxious lion all day."

     "That sounds pretty bad," he says with a serious face.

      "Yeah, and the worst part is I didn't even get anything to eat."  I look at him with the most mournfull eyes I could make.

       "Yeah well, it's a good thing I've got something right here."  He pulls an antalope up to me smiling and we share it before falling to sleep. 

        I forget about the 'lion' or whatever it was out in the savanah, until tomorrow afternoon when I'm walking through the tall grass on the hill to the east of the waterhole.  As I get to the top of the hill, I see a figure walking into the distance.  It was definately a lion.  It was slinking sneakily away toward the outlands. 

        The outlands.  No one lives there anymore.  Or so everyone thinks.  I'm not so sure anymore.  And if there were lions living there, they would be the lions who still are followers of Zira when she died a few generations before my time.  The stories of Simba, Nala, Kiara, and Kovu are told all the time.  The lions who walked into the distance as the other outlanders joined our pride are told to have moved on.  I don't think so anymore.

         It makes me nervouse to be walking out here alone with that lion around so I head home.  I get Jay's attention and take him to the waterhole.  "I saw a lion out on the savanah today."

         "What?  You mean not one of ours?  Where did it come from?"

         "I don't know.  I saw it headed toward the outlands though."  I looked Jay in the eye.  "He was big.  He was totally black with red scars and scratches all over him.  I'm nervous when i'm out there by myself now.  I always feel like i'm being

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